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'There he lay, a vast red-gold dragon, fast asleep; a thrumming cam from his jawa and nostrils, and wisps of smoke, but his fires were low in slumber.Beneath him, under all his limbs and his huge coiled tail, and about him on all sides stretching away across th unseen floors, lay countless piles of precious things, gold wrought and unwrought, gem and jewels, and silve red-stained in the ruddy light.' |
